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Hot tears welled in my eyes. When he pulled out of me, I turned around and stared up.
“I don’t want you to go,” I whispered, grabbing onto his hand that was nothing more than decaying bones. Tears raced down my cheeks. “What if the next time I see you… you’re even lesser than what you are now? What happens when there is no more of you for me to touch?”
“One day there won’t be,” he said. “But I will still love you. I will still visit you. I will still be with you every October.” He pushed the tears away with his thumbs. “And you’ll still create life, because when you do… it’s fucking beautiful. Do you understand me?”
“Yes,” I sobbed.
When I finally calmed down, he took my hand. “I must go now,” he whispered. “Will you be okay?”
No.
“Yes, I’ll be fine,” I whispered. “I always am.”
But really, this past year… had made me not want to live. I had done everything to keep myself going, even stooped so low as to let another man touch me. I didn’t know if I would make it another year without him.
He placed a kiss on my mouth, then seized his scythe. I stood as tall and as strong as I could, giving him my best smile so he wouldn’t know that he had such a powerful hold on me, that this was slowly killing me.
Then he turned away from me and walked to the black iron gate at the exit of the graveyard, disappearing through the deep fog. And when he was gone for good, my legs gave out and I doubled over the grave once more.
“Don’t go,” I sobbed. “Please, don’t leave me here alone!”
Summoning Sex Demons
CONTENT WARNING: MONSTER
“Alright,” Jada yawned. “I’m calling it a night.”
Lightning struck through the sky, thunder cracking overhead.
“That’s enoughspookinessfor me,” Mikayla said sarcastically, following Jada out of my bedroom. “Three hours of Ouija board and witch curses later, and we can’t even communicate with a simple ghost!”
Jada tugged on one of her brown coiled curls and frowned as Mikayla slumped her shoulders forward and trudged down the hallway. “Happy Halloween!” Jada teased. “I can’t wait to decorate for Christmas tomorrow!”
“Happy Halloween to us,” Mikayla grumbled from down the hall, then slammed her door.
Jada rolled her eyes. “She’ll get over it. You need help cleaning up?”
“No,” I giggled. “I’m good.”
“Alright,” she grinned, her brown eyes glimmering in the moonlight. “Night.”
“Night,” I said. I picked up the ouija board from the floor and shoved it into the back of my closet for next year, then gently shut the closet door. Mikayla loved Halloween with a passion, obsessed over ghosts and ghouls, and had even memorized a plethora of spells from when we visited Salem, Massachusetts last year.
While I didn’t particularly believe in the mystical, I played along with her since she was my bestie of seven years. If she were anyone else, I would’ve laughed in their face for even suggesting that we play with a ouija board on Halloween.
Another roll of thunder crashed through the night, and the lights in my bedroom went out. I crawled into my bed and underneath my covers, snuggling up with my blankets and shutting my eyes. I waited to hear Mikayla’s shouts through the house that this was a sign, that a spirit was trying to communicate with us.
But she didn’t say a word.
I opened my eyes and sat up in bed, leaning over to stare out my window. Light blazed out from Mikayla’s bedroom next to mine. The hair stood up on my arms. Why had… Why had only my power gone out?
Deciding that it was nothing, that I was just hallucinating, I relaxed back into bed and closed my eyes. Mikayla was just getting inside my head now. We had been at it for hours tonight. I must’ve started believing it myself.
Stupid, River.
My floorboard creaked. I snapped my eyes open.
“Mikayla, if you’re trying to scare me, it’s not working.”
